He licked his lips, using every bit of resolve he had not to pull her back for yet another kiss. She was so nice and soft against him, not like those overly aggressive women that were all hands and teasing glances. Not that he minded that, of course.
“I’m hot?” He teased a bit. Usually hot wasn’t a word to describe him. Cute, usually. A lot of cute. “Thanks, though. Even if it wasn’t supposed to be a compliment, I appreciate it.”
He slowly pulled his arms away from around her and made to stand, running his fingers through his hair to straighten it out. “I’ll give you a text, then, eh? Probably tonight.” If she wanted to text him, he’d make an exception for her.
“I could be perceived as a compliment if you really wanted to,” Zoey toyed, tilting her head up at him and letting her hands fall to his lap. “You might as well, sweet cheeks. Apparently they don’t come outta me very often.” Ask Scout. Ask anyone that knew her.
She moved to the edge of the couch, shuffling her body to follow him as he pulled away and stood up. “Wait, you’re leaving?” There was a tone of disappointment in her voice. Yeah, she had known that he was probably going to leave at some point, but she hadn’t expected him to go so soon. She kind of liked his company.
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